Friday morning Jessica decided to go to one of Serena's regular, public yoga classes where people would have clothes on. This way, she figured, she could get in a complete workout that didn't devolve into an orgy. Not that there was anything wrong with orgies, but she needed to get her exercise somehow.
Marie and Jane hadn't wanted to attend, and Jessica had been perfectly happy to leave them behind. They had been sort of high-maintenance lately, Jessica thought as she sat in the studio waiting for class to begin.
Being who she was, Jessica amused herself during the wait by checking out the women in the class. (It was almost all women -- there were only two men, both much older.) There were several nice specimens, but the one who really caught her eye was all the way at the other end of the studio. There were lots of people between them, so Jessica could only catch a glimpse here and there: dark brown hair, striking blue eyes, and smooth, gorgeous alabaster skin.
During the class Jessica continued to scrutinize the brown-haired woman as best she could without appearing to stare. She was tall -- almost as tall as Jessica -- and had a perfect body that was nicely displayed by her yoga clothes. Her breasts were full and ripe, as big as you'd want them for her body type; her waist was thin and tapered; her butt and legs were toned and contoured. By the time the class was over, Jessica had made up her mind: Somehow or other, she would have this woman.
When the class had filed out Jessica approached Serena and inquired as to the identity of her target.
"Oh, that's Tanya," answered Serena. "Yes, she's quite beautiful." Serena's eyes glittered; she knew exactly what was going on in Jessica's mind. "Also quite religious, and quite married."
Jessica smiled. "I like a challenge."